This is a song about "Bad manners"

Ah shit we have to juggle manners.

Talking about the god you serve

No, not bombs over baghdad

Why you treat them so bad

We forgot our manners, became actors and ignored the hazards

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Sentimental beauties acting bad

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Never get served with manners like "ni hao, bitch"

Ain't even tryna hold back

Luxury life, results living bad

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for